M. Butterfly.
"Love warped my judgement, blinded my eyes, rearranged the very lines on my face... until I could look in the mirror and see nothing but... a woman."
Theres one more:
"But how can it face the sin that implies all others? The devastating knowledge that, underneath it all, the object of her love was nothing more, nothing less than... a man."
Yup, after typing these two phrases, I think you guys would more or less get the idea of the story right? Its a nice play, serious, its very in depth. =D
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